God’s Grace to the Redeemed

Grace is the sweetest sound That ever reached our ears; When conscience charged and justice frowned, 'Twas grace removed our fears. 'Tis freedom to the slave, 'Tis light and liberty; It takes its terror from the grave, From death its victory. Grace is a mine of wealth Laid open to the poor; Grace is the sov'reign spring of health; 'Tis LIFE for EVERMORE. Of grace, then, let us sing! (A joyful, wondrous theme!) Who grace has brought shall glory bring, And we shall reign with Him....